I Know What I Mean. Poem by Aditya Pratap Nayak
I Know What I Mean.
My heart…
An uncontrolled heart
Committed countless mistakes
Appraisal is valueless
Things may be true or fake.
Always it thinks to touch the sky
By killing the valuable time
Fails, and questioned why?
Bows down in shame
It sails on the cloud
Trap to the stars
Shouts very loud
If they are little far
Playing with the moon
Is its relaxation …
Compete to Mr. Sun
Is its prime action
My thinking…
Is a never ending
Process
It does not wish for
Failure or success
It only loves to see
A heaven in this world
It wants to mend a key
To make free all bird.
It is not possible in real
So, I like to dream
I do not bother, where I am
I know what I mean.
fine lines you got here...knowing oneself is the valuable thing one could ever have or else one stays into nothingness and search wont be over...a 10.
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4/18/2024 8:08:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
You know exactly what do you mean by this poem, dear poet Aditya Pratap Nayak. You uncontrolled heart, despite its mistakes, whether things may be true or fake. Your poem tries to touch the sky, to sail on the cloud or trap to the stars, to pley with the moon, and compete to Mr. Sun. How nice! I give you 9+ as a start and let yourself fly as a bird this magic trip (like in my poem The Other Bird) , neglecting any failure. Do dream and fly. Joseph S. Josephides Member of the International Society of Poets (ISP) Int.Lib.Poetry awarded